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Sunday afternoon

I had just finished the Sunday paper,
Drank the last swallow of,
Our shared French Vanilla Coffee,
And said I thought a nap sounded good.

As I laid back on the sofa,
Still in my pajamas,
She, on the floor,
Still in her’s as well,
With her head resting back,
Against my knees,
Said that,
She knew exactly,
How to help me relax into,
A pleasant dream filled sleep.

She turned to me,
Smiled,
Licked her lips,
Reached inside the elastic waist,
Of my pajamas,
And took,
A stoking hold of,
Me.

With a couple of quick,
Strokes,
She had me beginning to,
Rise above the waistband,
To peek,
So to speak,
At her waiting mouth.

My appearance was met,
With the tip of her tongue,
Which encouraged me to,
Shift my position,
Enabling her,
To push my pajamas lower,
Revealing me completely,
And allowing her mouth,
To have full access to,
My now nearly fully erect,
And engorging,
Penis.

As the length of my shaft was,
Moistened with a combination,
Of her saliva and my pre-cum,
Spread,
Smeared,
Its length,
From head to base,
She switched from using her mouth,
To skillfully using her hand,
And used her tongue,
Lips,
Mouth,
And teeth,
First on my navel,
Next on my nipples,
And finally on my own mouth.

As we kissed,
And as her hand continued,
Its caressing,
Massaging,
Stimulating,
She pulled herself from the floor,
To lay beside me on the sofa.

As she snuggled up against me,
I realized,
The bottoms of her pajamas,
Were as far down as mine were.

Allowing her hand to guide me,
Where my penis,
Needed no guidance to go.

As wet as she already was,
I entered her quickly,
Fully,
And very enjoyably,
I think,
For both of us.

Her hand reached around the back of my hip,
And cuddled my cheek to,
Encourage the fullness,
Of my entry,
Into her.

It was a quiet,
Soft,
Gentle,
Movement of our bodies together,
Before our,
Simultaneous,
Mutually satisfying,
Release.

Which, I realized,
As we awoke 45 minutes later,
(Still entwined,
Her head on my shoulder,
Her hand on my butt,
My arms holding her close,
Snuggled cozy,
On the couch),
Seemed to have been,
Just about perfect,
For an early Sunday afternoon.
Written by J_J_Jay_Jr
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